White Flag

What a surprise

It's Friday night

And I'm alone on my couch watching my phone die

It's not alright

I need a life

Right now I'm sober and so bored that I could die

I want a boyfriend with a cool name

To kiss or break up with, it's all the same

I just gotta get away til my head's clear

I can't create, I'm not inspired here

Where'd I go wrong

Can't write a song

And I've been locked up in my room for way too long

And it's my fault

Cause I choose not

To go and hang out with my friends when they have fun

I need a tragedy or cruel fate

I'll take a good book too, it's all the same

I just gotta get away til my head's clear

I can't create, I fucking hate it here

Got a feeling it's about to change

And if it doesn't, I don't think I'll handle it

I'll go insane